So she pondered in the pleasant after-glow of decision, buttressing her resolve.
The bell rang from the vestibule below and she went to the speaking tube to find out what was wanted. "Yes?" she inquired, then without saying anything more she walked slowly to her room.
"Who was it!" asked Al, but she closed the door behind her without answering. Funny things, women. He went to the tube himself.
"What you want?"
"It's Jim."
"Jim?—well, for the love of goodness godness Agnes—d'you want to come up?"
"Yes, if it's all right."
Al pressed the door-opener, but before climbing the stairs Jim shouted another question through the tube: "Wasn't that Georgia who spoke first?"
"Yes."
"Well, why did she—how is she, anyway!"